Besedila: Basia. Yearning.

Tender feelings heal with flowers
When your woes and sorrows leave you overwhelmed
For the state of endless sadness or
Uncompleted mourning, take star of Bethlehem

There's willow if bitter, when helpless wild rose
Some sunshine wattle revives all lost hopes
But for a simple case of longing
What are we to do when homeless in our hearts and souls?

Some of us take daring chances
Following our lovers the passion we can trust
Others just cannot sit still
They're driven by the power of mighty wanderlust

Wherever we go, God, we're trying so hard
To make every place feel like home left behind
But despite of all endeavors nothing changed
As ever we're homeless in our hearts

But I'm yearning no more
'Cause I found my home in You
And now it's where I belong
I gave up the world to be with You

Come to me, I'll soothe your yearning

Is this what you've always dreamed of?
The aim of our desire is hard to recognize
It often stares you in the face and yet, against all reason
Takes the longest time to find

You circle the globe, go native, go far
But it's not a country or a town, not a house
What's the use of distant travel if only to
Discover you're homeless in your heart?

But I'm yearning no more
'Cause I found my home in You
Now it's where I belong
I gave up the world to be with You

I'm yearning no more
I found my home in You
So come to me, I'll soothe your yearning